It was a year ago today when cancer took Lucy away from me. I still miss her every day.
It’s hard for me to believe it’s been a full year. If you’ve known me for long, though, you know how much all of my furry friends mean to me — and how much this special dog meant.
In this three-minute video, I reflect on what this dear girl meant to me.

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